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[from best-of-craigslist] What really happens when you take your dog or cat to a shelter...Graphic

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Noon Cat Nick - 21 Jan 2007 19:05 GMT
[originally posted to craigslist on 6 July 2006]

I am posting this (and it is long) because I think our society needs a
huge “Wake-up” call. As a shelter manager, I am going to share a little
insight with you all...a view from the inside if you will. First off,
this is a forum to for adoption and/or rehoming as clearly stated in the
rules. All of you breeders/sellers on craigslist should not only be
flagged (and I hope the good people on craigslist will continue to do so
with blind fury), but you should be made to work in the “back” of an
animal shelter for just one day. Maybe if you saw the life drain from a
few sad, lost, confused eyes, you would change your mind about breeding
and selling to people you don’t even know…that puppy you just sold will
most likely end up in my shelter when it’s not a cute little puppy
anymore. So how would you feel if you knew that there’s about a 90%
chance that dog will never walk out of the shelter it is going to be
dumped at? Purebred or not! About 50% of all of the dogs that are “owner
surrenders” or “strays,” that come into my shelter are purebred dogs.
The most common excuses I hear are, “We are moving and we can’t take our
dog (or cat).” Really? Where are you moving to that doesn’t allow pets?
Or they say, “The dog got bigger than we thought it would.” How big did
you think a German Shepherd would get? “We don’t have time for her….”
Really? I work a 10-12 hour day and still have time for my 6 dogs!
“She’s tearing up our yard….” How about making her a part of your
family? They always tell me, “We just don’t want to have to stress about
finding a place for her…we know she’ll get adopted, she’s a good dog.”
Odds are your pet won’t get adopted & how stressful do you think being
in a shelter is? Well, let me tell you…your pet has 72 hours to find a
new family from the moment you drop it off…sometimes a little longer if
the shelter isn’t full and your dog manages to stay completely
healthy…if it sniffles, it dies. Your pet will be confined to a small
run/kennel in a room with about 25 other barking or crying animals. It
will have to relieve itself where it eats and sleeps. It will be
depressed and it will cry constantly for the family that abandoned it.
If your pet is lucky, I will have enough volunteers in that day to take
him/her for a walk. If I don’t, your pet won’t get any attention besides
having a bowl of food slid under the kennel door and the waste sprayed
out of its pen with a high-powered hose. If your dog is big, black or
any of the “Bully” breeds (pit bull, rottie, mastiff, etc…) it was
pretty much dead when you walked it through the front door. Those dogs
just don’t get adopted. If your dog doesn’t get adopted within its 72
hours and the shelter is full, it will be destroyed. If the shelter
isn’t full and your dog is good enough, and of a desirable enough
breed…it may get a stay of execution…not for long though. Most get very
kennel protective after about a week and are destroyed for showing
aggression…even the sweetest dogs will turn in this environment. If your
pet makes it over all of those hurdles…chances are it will get kennel
cough or an upper respiratory infection and will be destroyed because
shelters just don’t have the funds to pay for even a $100 treatment.
Here’s a little Euthanasia 101 for those of you that have never
witnessed a perfectly healthy, scared animal being “put down.” First,
your pet will be taken from its kennel on a leash…they always look like
they think they are going for a walk…happy, wagging their tails. Until
they get to “The Room,” every one of them freaks out and puts on the
breaks when we get to the door…it must smell like death or they can feel
the sad souls that are left in there, it’s strange, but it happens with
every one of them. Your dog or cat will be restrained, held down by 1 or
2 vet techs depending on the size and how freaked out they are. Then a
euthanasia tech or a vet will start the process…they will find a vein in
the front leg and inject a lethal dose of the “pink stuff.” Hopefully
your pet doesn’t panic from being restrained and jerk…I’ve seen the
needles tear out of a leg and been covered with the resulting blood and
deafened by the yelps and screams. They all don’t just “go to sleep,”
sometimes they spasm for a while, gasp for air and defecate on
themselves. When it all ends, your pet's corpse will be stacked like
firewood in a large freezer in the back with all of the other animals
that were killed…waiting to be picked up like garbage. What happens
next? Cremated? Taken to the dump? Rendered into pet food? You’ll never
know and it probably won’t even cross your mind…it was just an animal
and you can always buy another one, right?

I hope that those of you that have read this are bawling your eyes out
and can’t get the pictures out of your head…I do every day on the way
home from work. I hate my job, I hate that it exists & I hate that it
will always be there unless you people make some changes and realize
that the lives you are affecting go much farther than the pets you dump
at a shelter. Between 9 and 11 MILLION animals die every year in
shelters and only you can stop it. I do my best to save every life I can
but rescues are always full, and there are more animals coming in every
day than there are homes.

My point to all of this…DON’T BREED OR BUY WHILE SHELTER PETS DIE!

Hate me or flag me if you want to…the truth hurts and reality is what it
is…I just hope I maybe changed one person's mind about breeding their
dog, taking their loving pet to a shelter, or buying a dog. I hope that
someone will walk into my shelter and say, “I saw this thing on
craigslist and it made me want adopt”…that would make it all worth it.
grogan - 22 Jan 2007 13:41 GMT
4 cats, 2 dogs.
We never buy "new" friends.
Ever.
These were all "used" or strays.
My oldest cat purrs every time I say, "Remember living OUTSIDE?"
Sometimes it took years for them to heal, but all show gratitude and
are VERY happy.  And spoiled rotten.
I had a friend who wanted a dog, and was agonizing over a puppy, or a
"Used" dog.  I simply told her there were special rewards for getting
a "Used" one.  It has been two years now, and she has a best friend,
smart, and devoted, affectionate ..and wordly wise.  He KNOWS what
kind of a good deal he got, and how lucky he is, and shows it every
day.
My wife worked in a pet shop once, and saw "Out Back".
Too much exposure to that makes one hate humanity.
studio - 23 Jan 2007 00:18 GMT
> [originally posted to craigslist on 6 July 2006]
>
> My point to all of this...DON'T BREED OR BUY WHILE SHELTER PETS DIE!

Absolutely.
Support your local shelter, even if you're not looking for another pet.

gorgon wrote:
> 4 cats, 2 dogs.
We never buy "new" friends.
Ever.
These were all "used" or strays.
My oldest cat purrs every time I say, "Remember living OUTSIDE?"
Sometimes it took years for them to heal, but all show gratitude and
are VERY happy.  And spoiled rotten. <

Absolutely.
My Big Mama was a stray who lived in 4 places before she got me at
about age 2 1/2.
She's been with me ever since, and knows she's got a good deal going on
here.

If there's any reason you wouldn't  be able to take
care of a pet properly (even hypothetically speaking).....don't get
one.
It's that simple.
Lesley - 24 Jan 2007 22:44 GMT
> If there's any reason you wouldn't  be able to take
> care of a pet properly (even hypothetically speaking).....don't get
> one.
> It's that simple.

It's not that simple life has a way of screwing you when you least
expect it

If I had ever hypothetically theorised for example Dave and me would
lose our jobs , be told our bastard ex-employer told the benefit people
he'd sacked us (we won our appeal) so they decided we could live on
27.00 UK pounds a week and this wasn't so long ago out of which we had
to feed 2 adults, 2 cats, pay gas and electric bills and any other
expenses and this took 3 months to sort out

Would we have adopted 2 tabby girls called Fugazi and Isis?

Maybe not since "hypothetically speaking" it would have scared us to
death

Fugazi crossed the Bridge aged 12 (cancer) and Isis crossed peacefully
in her sleep aged 16+

It's more you have to understand you are taking on a living creature
that could live for years and take responsibility for whatever f**ks
your life up necause it's not their fault.

I walked 10 miles to and from a job interview (Didn't get it) because
fares would have eaten into money for the catfood. We prayed
(thankfully it worked) the cats did not need any urgent vet care and if
it had I would have begged my brother (Who has and likes cats), I mean
I would have sacrificed my dignity if they had needed vet care (We had
credit cards but with nothing jobwise on the horizon were scared to use
them and  might not have covered anything major besides the fact this
had been so sudden we owed on them and had to find the money from that
27.00 a week to make minimum payments)

When I managed 8 days temp work at a place a couple of miles away I
walked to work, didn't have lunch (apart from when an old friend took
pity and brought me one) and prayed my last pair of tights wouldn't get
a ladder that could be seen (They were laddered all over to below the
knee so I wore VERY long skirts)

We didn't have a washing machine at the time so I scrubbed things in
the bath rather than take a penny from the amount set aside for food
and litter

We poured out the tribute of their normal catfood then sat down to a
dinner of mashed potatoes (Filling) or a stew made from whatever
veggies were cheapest sometimes without bread when things were hard

The point is we did not regard them as "disposable" to be dumped at the
nearest shelter when things were hard- we went without so they could be
okay- after all the bas**rd boss was not their fault, the whole mess
had nothing to do with them and they trusted us to provide warmth,
food, clean litter and shelter so we did what we had to do - no
question.

That's the attitude people need when they consider a cute puppy or
kitten. None of us can predict what life will dole out but if you take
on a living animal- they come first!

They suffered not at all-okay the day before our cheque came if the
litter needed changing it had to wait til the next day and if as a
result the box wasn't clean enough we would have to clean up whatever
mess they made but that wasn't their fault and we never punished them
for it

Lesley

Slave of the Fabulous Furballs
studio - 24 Jan 2007 23:28 GMT
> If I had ever hypothetically theorised for example Dave and me would
> lose our jobs ,...
> That's the attitude people need when they consider a cute puppy or
> kitten. None of us can predict what life will dole out but if you take
> on a living animal- they come first!

That's my point, it's a responsibility that shouldn't be taken lightly.
Which you did not.
Others would have taken them to the shelter, and still others may
not have enough resources and still adopt.
You sacrificed in order to take care of them because you know what
your responsiblity was.

My hypothetical was not meant to cover every possibility, but rather
just
to make people think a little deeper about what their responsibilty
truely
should be.

And not to fret, you passed with flying colors.
Lesley - 25 Jan 2007 00:15 GMT
> And not to fret, you passed with flying colors

Thanks but they did their bit as well!

Coming home after walking miles in search of anything that would give
us some sort of income and sometimes failing I knew at least I had two
contented happy cats who would want skritchies waiting for me

At the moment I have Dave in hospital for 18 weeks and might be longer
after someone screwed up big time about him getting out tomorrow at
least I know Redunzel and Sarrasine (Who filled our lives with such joy
after the loss of Isis-she was old and tired and the agency that
somehow sends cats to those in need arranged for me to have a temp job
where a woman was stuck with kittens after she fed a semi feral and
about to take the kittens to a shelter or pet shop so I gave them a
home so Isis could go to her rest knowing we would soon have more
Furballs to serve) are here and waiting for me to worship their dark
beauty (Two black cats)

Lesley

Slave of the Fabulous Furballs

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